Gu Bailu had no idea what he was thinking. She only felt that he didn't want to bring her out.
She said nothing else. After all, she could leave the house herself now.
"As long as you have a plan. I'll take a bath." Gu Bailu jumped away from him. She needed to hide now.
Feng Qingtian certainly couldn't let her go. "I'll help you."
"That's unnecessary…" Before Gu Bailu could finish, she already felt a giant hand in her dress.
She stabbed herself with a needle, and her tears ran out. "And you said you didn't just want to sleep with me."
Feng Qingtian bit her lip hard. "Stop crying. I promise that I won't touch you."
"Your hand…" With tears on her face, Gu Bailu looked at him pitifully.
Feng Qingtian removed his hand and held back his lust. "Whatever you say, but don't cry."
He wanted to do more, but he knew that it would hurt her.
He didn't dare do anything until she was okay with it.